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Things you don't know about me:
1. I have an unhealthy obsession with maps - couldn't live without Google Maps, or my Times Concise Atlas of the World. Dork? Me?
2. I used to have both my nose and belly pierced - rebel.
3. The tip of my nose clicks when pressed - freak.
4. I can't burp - one will take me by surprise, maybe once or twice a year, but that's it... FREAK.
5. I've had my DNA analysed by 23 and Me, and my haplogroup traces as far back as 40,000 years to Northern Europe. I thought that was pretty cool to learn - it explains why my eldest resembles a Nordic princess.
Things that I know more than a little about:
1. Public transport in all the cities I've lived in (except LA). This happens when you go for nearly fourteen years without driving. My friends in Sydney call me Public Transport Queen.
2. The English language - I've spent nearly ten years teaching adults to speak and write it.
3. Geography - it never interested me at school, but travel has changed that. I could teach it, seriously.
4. Breastfeeding - I have three years under my belt.
5. Movie trivia - it's a little embarrassing what my brain retains. It's as though IMDb has a permanent portal into my brain.
Things I am clueless about:
1. Computers - luckily, I'm married to a professional geek and technical wiz.
2. Financial stuff - shame, and I need to get a better handle on it.
3. Online shopping - how do people find cool sites to buy cool things?
4. Roasting chooks/turkeys/beef/anything - I leave that to the geek husband.
5. Gardening - my thumb is as black as they get. Pity any plant that falls under my jurisdiction.
Things I believe:
1. Chocolate can and will make just about anything better.
2. Women can be their own worst enemy - so much energy is spent blaming men for all that's wrong in the world, but being a bitch doesn't help the cause of sisterhood one iota.
3. Music and art - without it, we'd all be numb.
4. Karma, but not an eye for an eye - let the universe sort it out instead.
5. Lots of clothes, mini mansions, big cars, a gazillion presents for your kids - none of it truly matters.